Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Oh, and did I mention the weird bit where when I dream about having babies, it's inevitably a sweet-faced pink-cheeked Caucasian baby? Blue eyed, blond, the whole bit. Uh, sorry conditioned responses to racial norms, but nothing coming out of you is going to be blond!
But...doesn't everyone want to birth a Hummel? (Statues! Statues in new places!)
I have to bite my knuckles sometimes not to bring more felines home. What is this disturbing need for cats?
They're cute and fuzzy and snuggly and will use a litter box and they don't draw on the walls. Throw up in your shoes or pee on your leg sometimes, but so do babies.
Well, I do have a brother, Zenkitty, but I kind of feel like I couldn't do that to you(In a way, I mean, he's not a Mickens or anything. he cleans up all right, and his politics are decent...I guess I don't see his most datable side.)
You know when you work out a potential research participant is one of your music heroes and start stalking them on twitter but they work out it's you but you're careful enough not to admit where you know them from but it's killing you? Yeah. That.
I could definitely do with more cats. As in, more than none. The Girl is a dog person and allergic to cats. I really should have asked about both those things before agreeing to the second date.
After this afternoon's hissy fit, I fear more children.
ETA: Not really. Hyperbole for the sake of humor, blah blah.
call the police!
I feel much more of a yen for pets than babies. I do enjoy being around other people's children, but I've rarely had the urge to bring them home with me, adorable as many are.
I think I get it, MM.
I do enjoy being around other people's children, but I've rarely had the urge to bring them home with me, adorable as many are.
Plus children generally don't fetch or bat at objects you dangle in front of them.
I could definitely do with more cats. As in, more than none. The Girl is a dog person and allergic to cats. I really should have asked about both those things before agreeing to the second date.
There's a compromise position. I mean, look at him: [link] . That's *practically* a cat.
My biological clock wants coffee and chocolate. That's all. I've never wanted kidlets.